ID number 019

Everyone couldn't solve the bloody hexagon for a while, and they couldn't slump in a daze in the hall, so they had to go back to the company separately.

No matter what, the brain must be active, in any case it is better than lying dead and waiting to die.

Chen Yang passed through the corridor outside the exhibition hall before going upstairs, and found that the female body was still falling upside down on the ceiling, fixed there, without shaking at all.

【Brother, this round of corpses will not disappear either. 】The mute stood beside Chen Yang, writing quickly with a ballpoint pen.

[But she hasn't been eaten. 】

"Either the monster didn't eat the work meal this round, or the other party hasn't had a chance to attack." Chen Yang walked towards the stairs, "Is your company far from Qiao Qiao's Jingfeng?"

[Diagonally opposite, 402. 】

Chen Yang asked: "Is there anyone else's company on your side?"

The mute shook his head.

"Then you pay attention to safety, and be cautious when checking the information of the owner of the mobile phone." Chen Yang warned, "I'm at Changxiang Technology in 304. If you have anything to do, you can come to me."

【Okay ^v^】

The little mute looked up at Chen Yang very obediently. He thought of his sister. If she was still alive, she would be like this too. She was almost as tall as his shoulders, or taller?Not fat, with slender arms and legs, he can run around the Sanlian bridge several times with his back on his back, and buy her favorite milk tablets when he returns.

Maybe he was shy at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and he was awkward in adolescence, and he didn't want to lie on his back and let him carry it, but in order to make him immune to ghosts, he would force him to watch horror movies and sneak under his pillow Stuffing ghost story books, when he was angry, he hung his head and stood by the wall as punishment, shouting aggrievedly, "Brother, I was wrong", and will come again next time.

After all, it must be the cutest in the world.

Chen Yang couldn't help touching her little mute's soft hair.

The mute reacted and ran quickly. The two braids drew playful arcs in the air. She ran up the stairs all the way, not daring to look at Chao Jane's face.

"Young so..."

Chen Yang's word "good" got stuck in his throat, and he noticed that Chao Jian was looking at him expressionlessly, with abnormal bloodshot eyes.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Chen Yang frowned and asked.

Chao Jian didn't answer and asked instead: "Why, do you want to rub it for me?"

"Does it hurt in your left leg?" Chen Yang squatted down, "Let me see." He held Chao Jian's ankle, the flesh of his tentacles was stiff and hard, "Let me take it easy, don't be nervous."

Looking up at the ceiling at Jane, the trousers on his left calf were carefully rolled up, and his eyes were lowered for a second before he lifted them up again.

"A paranoid person is paranoid."

A straightforward voice came from above his head, and Chen Yang paused.

"I don't care about others. You are my partner. I will doubt your sincerity and trust in me." Chao Jian's hoarse voice stopped for a moment, and said vaguely, "Many aspects."

"Aren't you..." Chen Yangfu asked in his heart, "Don't want me to touch the little mute's hair?" The word possessiveness bubbled up in his heart, causing a stormy sea.

Chao Jane's breath was suffocated.

Chen Yang sighed unconsciously, his eyes were full of self-blame and annoyance, multiple personality disorder would not have the thinking mode of a normal person, it was because he was not considerate.

Chaojian who saw through Chen Yang's thoughts: "..."

Sure enough, one shouldn't expect any improvement from this person.

There are too many things rampant in Chao Jian's heart, he can't let them out yet, he can only imprison them in the corner, waiting for an opportunity to let them see the light of day again.

"Stop squatting like a puppy." Chao Jian said with disgust.

Chen Yang: "..."

"I was checking your injury just now." Chen Yang stood up, raised his head and stared at him.

Chao Jian said, "It cannot be denied that you are like a puppy."

Chen Yang was speechless.

There is a beam of light moving in the corridor, mixed with the cold sound of crutches being tapped.

"Now you know that I'm suspicious, what are you going to do?" Chao Jian said casually.

Chen Yang was taken aback by the question. His partner didn't have a mental illness in the middle of the cooperation, but had it from the very beginning. Now that he has made up his mind, he won't give up halfway.

Paranoia, violence, arrogance, suspiciousness, neuroticism... These are all things that make a grand debut after the drugs don't work, and they can be packaged and put into a jar called "Chaojian".

Which is part of him.

In fact, Chen Yang didn't tell Chao Jian about one thing. He didn't know when he got used to the other party's temperament, but he still hoped that the other party's condition could be treated again.

Chen Yang firmly believes that if a person can't control his emotions, it is impossible to live a happy and bright life.

"What do you want me to do?" Chen Yang kicked the ball to Chao Jian.

Chao Jian indifferently popped out two words: "Whatever."

"Okay, then I'll be free." Chen Yang used a tone that was more indifferent than him.

The sound of the cane hitting the ground suddenly stopped.

Chen Yang didn't need a flashlight, just listening to Chao Jian's breathing, he knew that he must be choking on something.

"Now I know how annoying the word 'casual' is." Chen Yang coaxed before getting angry at Jane, "You are suspicious of you, I will adjust it myself."

The fire in Chao Jian's heart went out instantly, and he froze.

"No matter what I do to you, can you tolerate it?" Chao Jian asked in the dark.

Chen Yang pondered: "It's hard to say." He asked tentatively, "Do you have any other personality disorders that haven't come out yet?"

Chao Jian returned his answer intact: "It's hard to say."

"..." Chen Yang continued to go upstairs, not forgetting to hold his partner by the hand, "Then take it one step at a time, don't worry, there will always be a solution, let nature take its course."

His attitude is not so much a big heart, but a belief that Chao Jian will not hurt him.

Pan Lin followed Qiao Qiao and Li Zheng back to the company. His butt hurt and his waist was sore, but instead of finding a place to lie down, he went to Zheng Zhitan's office.

"Quiet" Pan Lin knocked on the glass door, "Honey, can I go in?"

No response.

Pan Lin yelled for a while, then couldn't stand and sat down on the ground by the glass door, his thin body curled up into a ball, he didn't clean up well, and he had a fever.

Qiao Qiao pushed a chair over: "Sit on it."

Pan Lin was startled, his eyes turned red instantly, and he said in a disgusted tone with a trembling voice, "I don't like you!"

"I know." Qiao Qiao smiled, "Sit down."

Pan Lin propped himself up on the chair and got up, his nose twitching: "Even if you didn't look down on me in the company or scold me for being deformed, I still don't like you."

"It's okay," Qiao Qiao blinked, "I have a lot of people who like it."

Pan Lin: "..." He curled his lips, that's why he doesn't like Qiao Qiao.

But he lied, he didn't like Qiao Qiao, nor did he hate her.

No one can hate little fairies.

"Boss Zheng is probably resting. You just sit and wait." As soon as Qiao Qiao finished speaking, Li Zheng strode over and pulled her aside.

"What do you care about him?" Li Zheng lowered his voice, his eyes were a little fierce.

"It's not like you didn't miss it when you went upstairs, the way he walks..." Qiao Qiao coughed, "I think he is quite pitiful, and he suffers one more crime than others in the mission world."

Li Zhengbai glanced at her: "What a pity, what a pity, he has a husband, do you have one?"

"I have you." Qiao Qiao blurted out.

There was a buzz in his mind, Li Zheng stepped back, raised his phone with trembling hands, he looked at the girl in the beam of light cast past, and found that she was natural from head to toe, without any embarrassment.

This is completely a good buddy, a good brother's posture.

Li Zheng's hot heart was soaked in a layer of ice water in an instant, and his internal organs were all frozen. He put down his mobile phone to prevent Qiao Qiao from hearing his frustration: "Stop talking, hurry up and find clues."

Pan Lin rubbed his butt outside the office door for more than half an hour before Zheng Zhitan let him in.

"Um..." Pan Lin accidentally bumped into the glass door, a lump bulged on his eyebrows, tears burst into his eyes from the pain, "It hurts so much."

Acting softly and coquettishly, deliberately whimpering like a milk cat.

Normally, as long as he came like this, the man would pinch his neck, pull him into his lap, and rub the back of his neck, but this time he didn't.

Pan Lin couldn't pretend anymore, he walked in despondently, rubbing his eyebrows.

Zheng Zhitan was looking at his phone. On the dark screen was a close-up of a scar, which he took a lot of effort to secretly take.

The scar literally danced on his heart. It was a ballet, elegant and romantic, and had nothing to do with vulgar lust.

Zheng Zhitan stroked through the screen.

"What are you looking at?" Pan Lin moved her head closer.

Zheng Zhitan slowly raised his lower eyelids, Pan Lin's forward movement froze immediately, he shrank back, not daring to look again.

"Honey, why are there so many wounds on your face?" Pan Lin said anxiously and fearfully, "Did you encounter a monster?"

Zheng Zhitan said, "Yes, you want to avenge me?"

Pan Lin's face froze, he clenched his hands and stumbled: "I...I can't beat it."

"I think you are very capable and lucky." Zheng Zhiqin was lying on the leather office chair, with his legs wrapped in trousers resting on the table, "You said you, you just happened to find the leave form, and you are brave I ran downstairs alone to find someone, I really underestimated you."

Pan Lin's lips moved lightly, he wanted to say something but dared not say it.

Yesterday when he entered the office to apologize, the man just pressed him to do it. He thought he had turned the page, but he didn't expect that the other party would give him a carbine at this time.

Pan Lin had done a lot of homework in order to hug the benefactor tightly, and he knew what to do at this time. He knelt down and rubbed his face against the man's waist shirt, every strand of hair was pious.

Zheng Zhitan brushed his phone, and put down one of his legs on the desk. Pan Lin immediately rubbed his leather shoes on, pretending to be infatuated.

The office is filled with a warm smell of money.

Pan Lin knew which angle he was the ugliest, so he posed it skillfully, and said with a slanted mouth, "Honey, can I ask you a question?"

Zheng Zhitan: "Ask."

"Why are you obsessed with ugliness?" Pan Lin noticed the gaze on him, his scalp tightened, and he said in a panic, "I'm not saying it's bad, it's not a disease, I'm just curious, I overheard A few people talked about you, really, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, they, they said you were not like that before, it was four years ago that you suddenly..."

After Pan Lin finished speaking incoherently, he found that the office was dead silent. He didn't dare to move, and was ready to accept punishment.

But he waited for a long time without waiting for the punishment, he secretly raised his head, and his face was full of astonishment when he saw something.

The man seemed to have fallen into a certain section of the long river of memory, and he was willing to sink deep into it, allowing the river to flood his consciousness, ignoring him at all.

Pan Lin's astonishment turned into doubt, and then a sense of crisis. Who did his benefactor think of?White Moonlight?first love?

Could it be that being dumped leads to insanity and starts to think that beautiful is ugly and ugly is beautiful?

Pan Lin bit her lip, if this is the case, then Zheng Zhitan's Bai Yueguang is his noble person.

If Zheng Zhitan didn't criticize madly, he wouldn't even be able to get close to the opponent's leather shoes.

With his chin lifted by the leather shoes, Pan Lin raised his head obediently.

Zheng Zhitan asked in a gentle tone: "Baby, have you thought about what to do if you go out alive?"

Pan Lin thought about it, but he just shook his head.

Zheng Zhitan smiled: "Just like the little girl who lost her head in the corridor on the first floor, she plans to celebrate her new life and travel around when she goes out?"

Pan Lin's thoughts were exposed on the spot, and he lowered his eyes embarrassingly.

"It's okay to travel, but not to celebrate new students. Going out this time does not mean new students, it can only be said to take a breather."

Zheng Zhitan patted Pan Lin's stupid face, "After going out, there will be a second mission, a third mission, a fourth mission, a fifth mission after a while..."

"Understood? There are no new students." Zheng Zhitan kissed his teary squint eyes.

"Old...Brother Tan, help me," Pan Lin grabbed the man's hand, crying and begging, "Help me..."

"How can I help you?" Zheng Zhitan sighed softly.

Pan Lin pursed his lips, tears streaming down his face: "I heard that you are an old quester. You have done other quests. You have experience and know more than me. Have you understood the taboos this round? Brother Qin , I beg you, give me a hint, please..."

Seeing such an ugly face, Zheng Zhitan felt a little more at ease.

Pan Lin had been secretly paying attention to the man's emotional changes, and when the other party reacted, he immediately cried harder and made himself even uglier.

When Pan Lin's face was extremely ugly, he heard a voice above his head: "Remember, when answering other people's questions, be concise."

Pan Lin was confused: "Why?"

Zheng Zhitan: "Good boy."

Pan Lin was pitiful: "You haven't told me..."

Zheng Zhitan pressed his temples, and Pan Lin quickly swallowed the rest of the words. He sobbed softly, like a chicken whose hair has been shaved.

Probably Zheng Zhitan thought his twitching was annoying, so he said generously, "What do you think is the relationship between Chen Yang and Chao Jian?"

Pan Lin thought for a while: "Rare world treasures and the beasts guarding them."

Zheng Zhitan: "..." Okay, that's right.

"Learn, good children shouldn't ask adults for answers directly." Zheng Zhitan waved his hand after speaking.

Pan Lin's mind was in a mess, he didn't know what Zheng Zhitan asked him to learn, he only knew that the other party had found a clue, but he wouldn't tell him directly.

Zheng Zhitan told him to think for himself.

This is killing him, his limited brain capacity has long been filled with various strategies to please the benefactor, and there is no room for other knowledge at all.

Pan Lin walked out of the office in a daze. Even if this task was completed successfully, there would be another task. Next time, he might be alone, and Zheng Zhitan would not be with him.

Glancing at the deep sea at the window from the corner of the eye, Pan Lin stopped. The woman who wanted to take everyone to die together but was sucked into the sea was relieved yesterday. She was completely relieved, and she no longer had to endure this kind of torture. .

Pan Lin's eyes gradually became hollow, he walked a few steps to the window as if he lost his soul, and then he suddenly woke up, no way!Can't commit suicide!The next mission is for the next mission, and he will try to get out of this mission alive.

In the office, Zheng Zhitan rubbed his fingertips against the phone screen a few times, and took out a white card from his trousers pocket with his other hand, with his profile picture on the front and his ID number on the back.

- 0112.

Zheng Zhitan scanned the string of four-digit numbers one by one. He held the white card between his fingers and played with it. He did many tasks. So far, he has never encountered a tasker with an ID number smaller than his.

Maybe it's in this mission.

A figure appeared in front of Zheng Zhitan's eyes. He threw the white card on the table. Chen Yang was clearly still in the growth stage, but he gave him a feeling that his status was very high.

There is also the shadow of Chen Yang, Chao Jian.

Zheng Zhitan thought for a long time in the office, and he was sure that this was the first time he had seen Chao Jian, and the strange sense of familiarity aroused his curiosity.Let's hope their stories don't disappoint him.

Zheng Zhitan raised his mobile phone and looked closely at the scar in the photo, he raised his lips and murmured: "It's so beautiful."

Chen Yang sneezed.

Zhao Jian glanced at the drool on the folder, and Chen Yang also looked at it.

"Don't pay attention to these details." Chen Yang wiped it off silently. He suddenly looked at the opposite sea water and said hesitantly, "It seems that something swam past just now, did you see it?"

"It's an octopus." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang immediately had a picture in his mind, and he said dryly, "Actually, I quite like eating octopus."

"The octopuses here swim faster than those in the real world, so they can't be caught." Chao Jian frowned, "Enough."

Chen Yang: "..."

"I didn't say I'm going to eat it now." Chen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm just expressing my feelings."

"It's been more than a day since I've been here, and this is the first time I've seen a living thing in the sea." Chen Yang compressed the volume to a level close to whispering, "Is that octopus Xiao Huanyu?"

Chao Jian pulled out the information in the folder: "Swimming too fast, I didn't see clearly."

Chen Yang looked at the sea water twice, there was no light at all...

This half building is in the deep sea.

Chen Yang let out a breath, and continued to check the various formulas calculated by the taskers. From time to time, he drew a set of numbers with a pen, trying to apply them to all the taskers, to see if any of them could be used.

His thoughts were blocked, Chen Yang bit his pen and thought, the important clue revealed by the hexagon may not necessarily be on the tasker, maybe it is related to the corpse?

Chen Yang stopped biting the tip of his pen, and there were only two pieces of information about the corpse, one without a head, and two, upside down.

"No head... no head..." Chen Yang walked back and forth holding the manuscript paper, talking to himself, "no head..."

He didn't pay attention and knocked his knee against the corner of the table.

A hand quickly reached out, between his leg and the corner of the table.

Chen Yang was trapped in a fog, he didn't notice this scene, he kept pacing, muttering the words "no head".

After a while, Chen Yang's mouth was dry and dizzy, and he still couldn't find the answer in the fog. He sat down on the chair and looked at Chao Jian in a daze.

Involuntary behavior, there is no special meaning.

Chao Jian suddenly said: "This seat is for the HR director of Changxiang Technology."

"Oh." Chen Yang continued to be in a daze, and a few seconds later he stood up "violently", "Personnel?" His breathing was a little fast, and he was fully awake, "Then is there any employee partner from the company?"

Chao Jian asked back: "What are you looking for a partner for?"

"Look at ours." Chen Yang said, "Also... I think it might be useful. I want to see the files of all the employees of this company."

Chao Jian said "hmm": "Then look for it."

201

The girl in glasses with a ponytail was standing at the front desk, holding a registration form that was drenched in sweat.

When the wave came yesterday, the company's colleagues and the boss ran out, but she stayed. She regretted that she should have run with them back then.

If you run away, you will not enter the mission world.

The girl in glasses reached under the lens and rubbed her sore eyes. Every time she watched a ghost movie, the people around her were startled, but she didn't react much the whole time. She would look for movies with high ratings on the Internet. Can scare myself.

This phenomenon gave her an illusion of invincibility and self-importance.

The girl with glasses curled her arms and legs and shrunk into the chair. Only after entering here did she realize that she was not brave at all, she was just not afraid of the ghosts in the movie.

But the movie and what happened in real life are two different concepts.

The few people who died yesterday were all eaten up. Today, the head of the dead is gone. The psychological defense line of the woman with glasses is only two or three inches away from collapse. She collapsed once in the morning, and now her emotions have not recovered.

"cough!"

Suddenly there was a low coughing sound outside.

The girl with glasses was so frightened that the hairs all over her body stood up, she shrank and dared not breathe, her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Then there was another cough, and the people outside seemed to have a bad throat.

After an unknown period of time, the woman with glasses smelled a faint smell of smoke, which was very common and common, silently suppressing her fear and tension, and she relaxed a little.

If it was a monster, it would have come in directly through the door wall, wouldn't it?

Thinking of this, the girl with glasses' heartbeat gradually slowed down in her throat. She looked at the teammates who were puffing at the guardrail, and hesitated whether to go out or not.

The relationship between that teammate and her is not very familiar, and she is afraid that she will be left alone.

But she didn't want to be alone. There seemed to be a scourge in the office, and the outside was the safe place.

"Click!" The woman with glasses opened the door.

"Hey! Shocked me!" The smoker patted his chest, and was quite frightened.

The guard of the girl with glasses dissipated because of the down-to-earth behavior of the other party. She stood at the door and said, "Why do you come here to smoke?"

"Walk around casually, get bored."

The woman in glasses trimmed her wrinkled skirt, and combed the broken hair around her neck and ponytail together a few times: "You are so brave, and I am bored too, but I dare not come out alone."

"It's fine if you don't violate the taboo." The man threw away the cigarette butt and said.

The girl with glasses knew it, but she was still afraid, unless there were other people moving in the corridor, otherwise she wouldn't be able to breathe out, she didn't have the guts.

"I'm tired from work."

When the girl in glasses heard her teammate say something incoherent, she helped her thick frame: "I thought so too at first, but now I can't. As long as I can get out alive, I'm willing to work overtime every day even if I don't have money."

"Tired from work." The teammate repeated.

The girl with glasses felt a little weird. She was about to start another topic when she saw the other party walk up to the glass wall and draw something with her finger.

"What are you doing?" The woman with glasses subconsciously walked over.

"I'm drawing a hexagon." The man scratched the glass with his fingertips.

The eyes of the woman with glasses lit up: "Have you got an idea?"

"Yes." The man muttered, "It's okay to put it here, um, it's okay, just put it here."

"You can't see clearly even if you draw on the glass with your hands." The woman with glasses moved her head closer.

"It's still the last step." The man hooked the hexagon.

The next second, the man suddenly said "ah": "I'm here for work temporarily, I'm in a hurry, so I can't stay here any longer." He licked his lips, "Close your eyes, I will be gentle. "

The girl with glasses leaned back shyly: "What are you talking about..."

"puff--"

A large pool of bright red blood splashed onto the glass wall, reflecting a blood-colored regular hexagon.

"Suck" "Suck"

The excess blood was licked off by a thick, slippery tongue in a blink of an eye.

A headless corpse was hung upside down in the corridor, followed by a faint sigh: "I'm tired from work."

In that sigh, mixed with the sound of chewing the human head.